Page 26 of Reluctantly Married

“Because this might take forever.”

“I’m pretty competitive.”

He grinned. “So am I.”

“Then let’s go!” She tugged him into the store, heading for the soup aisle. When her five minutes were up, she’d already crossed off three items, but none were in the same row.

“My turn,” he said, a sly look on his face.

“You know, this middle one is supposed to be the free square. I have no idea what monocalcium phosphate is, or how to find it.”

He glanced at his sheet. “Yeah? Well, you put ‘Person in hair net’ on mine.”

“See? I gave you an easy one.”

“Oh, I forgot they have a deli here.”

They ran like idiots, hands clasped together, so he could check off his middle square, Dale struggling to keep up with the camera. Megan couldn’t help but get into the game, timing him and getting excited when she found another square to mark off. After a few more turns, she held up her card. “If I can find Glucuronolactone, I’ll have a two-way bingo.”

“I just need to find someone wearing pajamas.”

She rolled her eyes. “That’s usually pretty easy.”

“Really? Do sweats count?” He pointed to a girl shuffling toward the frozen foods.

“No. Those could be workout clothes. They need to be obvious sleepwear.”

“All right, I’ve got five minutes, I can do this.” His face grew determined. “How fast can you run?”

“Faster than you.”

“Oh, you are so wrong.” He took off down the aisle, and she followed. When they got to the end, Megan underestimated how quickly she needed to turn. She slammed into the corner of the potato chip display. Bags of Lays Barbecue flew everywhere, and she stumbled, landing right on one. A loud popping noise sounded, and chips shot out, skittering down the tile floor.

A frumpy woman in Walmart attire rushed to her. “Hey, what are you doing?”

Adam came to her side and picked up a bag of chips. “I’m sorry, it was my fault. I’ll pay for the broken merchandise.” He stooped and picked up several more bags. Megan’s throat grew tight. He didn’t have to take responsibility. It was obviously her fault. She wasn’t sure what to think about him stepping up and helping. Most of the time, people blamed her for things that went wrong.

The woman noticed Dale standing there filming and recognition dawned in her eyes. “You’re Adam Warner!”

Adam gave her a sexy smile. “Yes.”

She fluffed her hair, smiling at the camera. “Well, no harm done. Just be careful in the future.”

His grin widened. “Cross my heart.”

As they cleaned up their mess, Adam leaned over. “I wonder how many dates will end with us getting kicked out of some place?”

She giggled. “Let’s not find out.”

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Adam stuffed the last bagof potato chips back on the display and wiped his hands on his jeans. “Hey, look,” he said, nudging her with his elbow. A young child in red footie pajamas wandered down the aisle, trailing after his mother. “Ha!”

She peered at him through her lashes. “I guess you win.”

“You owe me dinner.” He hooked his thumbs through his belt loops and rocked back on his heels. He’d enjoyed this date more than he expected. Megan was fun to be around.

“Where do you want to go?”

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